I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 236 Please Respect Your Majesty...

Liaoxi Jiangmen and Jiannugou Emperor Mang Gurtai colluded internally and externally, ready to move.

Zhu Youjian didn't care much about this.

If it is said that the Ming Dynasty has long been rotten and has become a big pustule that harbors filth, if it can be festered in advance, he only needs to go down with a knife to reduce the swelling and pull out the pus...

The problem is that the situation in Liaodong is much more complicated than the information.

The news from Mr. Cao and Miss Hongliu is indeed very important, but as a man with a golden finger, what the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian thinks about is a bigger game of chess.

The generals in western Liaoning will rebel sooner or later.

Well, why not just...

"Hongliu, Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing were not disabled by the girls, right?" Zhu Youjian suddenly asked with a smile, which made Miss Hongliu angry.

This young master!
What time is it, but I am still thinking about such nosy things in my heart...

"It's all good, you think everyone is like you, tireless!" Miss Hongliu glared at Zhu Youjian angrily, and smiled, as if she thought of something good, a few strands of blush suddenly appeared on her pretty face Pass.

"What good thing did I think of?" Zhu Youjian asked with a smile.

"Hmph, I won't tell you!"

Miss Hongliu smiled coquettishly, and said seriously: "My lord, the news from Mr. Cao is very important. The general of Liaoxi colluded with Jiannu, and it seems that he has made a move. We have to take precautions."

"It doesn't matter," Zhu Youjian waved his hand, and said with a warm smile: "The gang of wolf cubs are nothing more than raising the bandits' self-esteem, trying to threaten the imperial court with slave cavalry, and giving them money, food and new firearms.

I have a lot of ways to deal with this kind of greedy person.

One word, drag.

Two words, drag those bastards to death! "

Red Willow Girl: "..."

Is this two words?

"Young Master, in fact, Zu Dashou didn't want to rebel, but his younger brother, Wu Xiang and the two of them, have no skills, they are just timid and timid, and they are still vacillating. They are outright villains."

Miss Hongliu still looked worried.

Zhu Youjian smiled and said nothing, just waved her hand and asked her to summon Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing, saying that there was something important to discuss.

Sometimes, wanting to rebel or not is one thing.

Whether it will rebel is another matter.

And what Zhu Youjian considered was the question of whether the generals in western Liaoning dared to rebel. Zu Dashou, if the court didn't go too far, he shouldn't dare to rebel, but fundamentally speaking, that kind of person would never be able to be with the court. .

In a word, unreliable.

As for Wu Xiang and others, it doesn't matter whether they rebel or not, they are just a bunch of trash anyway.

Rebellious, disgusting.

If you don't rebel, you won't be able to like it. Who made him give birth to a duplicitous and capricious evil like Wu Sangui...

……

"His Majesty."

"Your Majesty..."

After a cup of tea, when Zhu Youjian was secretly thinking about how to deal with the Liaoxi general, Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing came by boat.

Day and night, the two scientists were a little haggard.

Zhu Youjian looked at the legs of the two with a half-smile, making the two scientists' old faces slightly hot.

This idiot emperor is simply a big hooligan...

"You two lovers, last night..." Zhu Youjian laughed lightly, but stopped talking.

He wanted to ask, but last night was okay.

But as an emperor himself, he still had to be more or less concerned about the face of the ministers.

"Your Majesty, the old minister invented a new gadget, do you want to see it?"

"Your Majesty, my minister's machine gun has been improved, please give me some advice..."

Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing were afraid that the emperor would say something embarrassing, so they hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to report loudly.

Zhu Youjian laughed and said: "Okay, okay, let's see it, let's see it!"

……

So, half an hour later.

Coal Mountain.

Under a crooked-neck tree, the three monarchs and ministers stood side by side. Twenty or thirty Ming students were busy, moving several large iron boxes and opening them one by one.

"Your Majesty, this is a microphone newly developed by the old minister." Xu Guangqi pointed to the two big iron frames and said, "Inspired and suggested by your majesty, the old minister used the battery to connect the two microphones with two metal wires. Get up, and you can have a long-distance conversation."

Not bad, the prototype of the telephone has been produced.

However, Zhu Youjian leaned over to check it out, tested it himself, and said with a smile: "Xu Aiqing, this phone has too many limitations, and many core components in it need to be well adjusted..."

Strictly speaking, this so-called 'communicator' is still in the initial stage of research and development and cannot be put into use at all.

But Zhu Youjian knew in his heart that it won't be long before the Ming Dynasty will have a telephone.

This is a great joy.

"By the way, Xu Aiqing, the research and development of this kind of telephone, you continue here, I entrust you with a glorious and arduous task." Zhu Youjian suddenly thought of something, and said quickly:

"It's what I told you last time, whether it is possible to use electric energy to remotely transmit a signal similar to a password..."

Last time on Kuwu Island, the idiot emperor had a whim and mentioned to Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing about telegraphs, radio signals and other 'high-tech' things.

He once thought, if a "wireless telegraph system" is equipped with Mao Shatou, it would be even more powerful?
Think about it.

"How dare an old minister forget what your Majesty said," Xu Guangqi said with a smile, "The next new gadget will be the telegraph your Majesty mentioned."

Zhu Youjian: "..."

Well, the scholars and scientists of the Ming Dynasty were too monstrous, right?
What tools are you using now?It doesn't matter what you want, there are many new gadgets, but Xu Guangqi can make them out of the imagination of his idiot?

"So, the telegraph has been researched?" Zhu Youjian asked with a happy face.

"Veteran, fulfill your mission!"

Xu Guangqi bowed and cupped his fists, his white hair stood upright like a pine tree, Zhu Youjian couldn't help but want to go over and pat the old man on the shoulder.

But just think about it.

His current strength is too great, and he still doesn't know how to restrain himself. A slap can probably slap the old man into the soil, and he can't get it out.

"Your Majesty, please see."

Instructing several Ming students to carry over two large iron boxes, Xu Guangqi began to fiddle with two 'telegraphs'.

Didi, Didi, Didi, Didi!
Following a complicated and complicated operation, Xu Guangqi entered a "password language" on a machine.

Almost at the same time.

Another machine made a "Zi Zi Zi" electric sound. A Ming student wore two "earphones" and quickly wrote a series of very simple strokes and numbers.

Then, in front of Zhu Youjian, the Ming student flipped through, searched, and compared a small book, and quickly translated a series of "characters" sent by Xu Guangqi into a sentence:

Your Majesty, Song Yingxing spent a day and a night with Xiao Taohong last night!
Zhu Youjian pinched the "first telegram" of the Ming Dynasty, laughed, pointed at Xu Guangqi and cursed: "Hahaha, it really is my minister, not bad, not bad, good good!"

Song Yingxing's face darkened, and he muttered: "He and three girls, Luant, Xueyan, and Liuyun..."

Drinking at a table together, fighting in a trench.

on a boat...

Hehe, that's what makes it so interesting.

For those who are dear to my heart, I have to provide such a one-stop service.

Zhu Youjian squatted in front of the 'telegraph machine', studied and checked carefully, and under the guidance of Xu Guangqi, tried to send a 'telegram' with his own hands: Mang Gurtai, I am your sister!
"Limited to technology and materials, this thing is still a bit clumsy..."

Zhu Youjian reached out and stroked the 'telegraph', and said seriously: "Xu Aiqing, organize your staff and continue to study, I want a telegraph that can be carried with you.

By the way, the kind that can be carried by horses for long-distance raids.

This thing is used on the battlefield, comparable to a hundred thousand cavalry, but it will be one of the most powerful strategic weapons for our Ming Dynasty in the future! "

Xu Guangqi nodded solemnly.

From the moment the idiot emperor asked if it was possible to design and manufacture a machine for remotely sending coded text, Xu Guangqi guessed that what the emperor wanted must be an "artifact" for marching and fighting.

"Your Majesty named this machine a telegraph?" Xu Guangqi asked.

"Let's call it Youjian telegraph for the time being," Zhu Youjian said with a triumphant smile: "The subsequent series of upgraded products will be called Youjian telegraph. Named after me.

Hmm, not bad.

By checking the radar, by checking the microwave oven, by checking the radio station..."

Listening to the emperor's strange words, Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing have long been accustomed to it, and they don't think about it.

Anyway, this idiot emperor is sometimes shrewd, sometimes iron-blooded, sometimes innocent, sometimes crazy, and the two of them have long been familiar with each other.

"Improve it first, make seven or eight sets, and send them to Mao Yuanyi, Li Zicheng, Zheng Zhilong, and Cao Wenzhao respectively. Remember, it must be disassembled, so as not to fall into the hands of others, and be disassembled for research and pirated.

What I hate the most is pirated whores, hahaha! "

Xu Guangqi directed the Ming students to put the two 'telegraph machines' back into the big iron box, and drew more than ten chapters of sketches, so that the students could continue to improve the machines.

"Okay, I'm very satisfied with Xu Aiqing's good stuff, next, it's your Song Aiqing's turn."

Zhu Youjian laughed.

Song Yingxing waved his hand and asked Daming students to bring up two large iron boxes, and began to take out the parts one by one.

Stainless steel brackets, stainless steel pipes of various specifications, machine brackets, thimbles, gun bolts...

After some assembly.

A powerful killer finally appeared in front of Zhu Youjian.

Heavy machine gun!
Zhu Youjian was terrified, and couldn't help but glance at Song Yingxing.

This guy looks dark, honest, and can't say a word with emotional intelligence. How did his brain grow?
Like Xu Guangqi, he is another great evildoer!
The last time Zhu Youjian read the "machine gun model" he sent, he casually mentioned a few words. How long did it take to develop a real "heavy machine gun"?
You know, the development process of the Maxim machine gun was only developed after a certain heavy industry foundation, and it has become one of the most deadly weapons on earth...

"Song Aiqing, how do you deal with the cooling of this machine gun?"

Caressing the heavy machine gun, the idiot emperor's voice trembled a little. Now, it's amazing...

"Temporarily use water cooling to cool down the gun barrel," Song Yingxing said with a frown, "However, with water cooling, the weight of the machine gun is too heavy, requiring two or three soldiers to carry it;

Weichen has been figuring out recently that if a brand new metal alloy is used and the principle of air flow and heat dissipation is used, the barrel air cooling should also be achieved;

But right now, no suitable alloy has been found..."

Song Yingxing is a scientific madman. Once he enters the thinking mode, he will basically appear crazy, and he will be confused and rambling when he talks.

"Song Aiqing, with the current gun barrel, how many bullets can be shot before the barrel is hot?"

Zhu Youjian also frowned.

However, he was searching for his 'memories'. Although some of the 'relevant knowledge' of heavy machine guns he saw on the Internet back then were half-cooked, he was 'born to know' after all, so he still had some advantages.

"The gun barrel is made of a new type of stainless steel, which can continuously fire 530 rounds, and the barrel will be red, hot, and deformed. If you don't stop, continue to fire, and fire another fifty or sixty rounds, the barrel will be completely scrapped;
It even exploded once. "

What Song Yingxing said was an understatement.

But Zhu Youjian knew in his heart that this kind of precise data was tested by Song Yingxing, a lunatic, in person, and the danger in it was beyond the imagination of others.

"Song Aiqing, you have worked hard."

Zhu Youjian reached out to pat Song Yingxing on the shoulder.

Song Yingxing's complexion changed drastically, he rushed back four or five steps, frowned and said, "Your Majesty, please respect yourself!"

Zhu Youjian: "..."

Well, in the future, I still have to find a way to learn to restrain and control my own power, otherwise, he will gradually lose friends.

"Actually, being able to achieve the current level is already enough to be proud of the world," Zhu Youjian said with a smile: "I have an immature idea, and I don't know if I should say it or not."

Song Yingxing said: "Since you're immature, don't talk about it."

Zhu Youjian and Xu Guangqi: "..."

Xu Guangqi: "Song Yingxing, are you crazy? This is Your Majesty..."

Song Yingxing came to his senses belatedly, hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, this humble minister can't speak, embarrassing His Majesty, I really deserve death;
How about this, after I improve this machine gun, His Majesty will punish me, even if I send seven or eight women to me, I will recognize them all! "

Zhu Youjian laughed.

Song Yingxing became less and less able to speak, which showed that he was going further and further on the road of science and technology.

Its research field will inevitably become more and more in-depth.

For the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian, this is simply a national treasure-level figure, enough to change this rotten Ming Dynasty.

Then, change the world completely.

"Even if it's an immature idea, it's better than no idea, right?" Zhu Youjian said softly, "Listen to my idea and see if it is instructive.

As for whether it is useful or not, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, you can give me a satisfactory result. "

Song Yingxing nodded slightly, squatted in front of the machine gun, frowned while thinking, "Okay, if you have something to say, say it, if you have a fart...cough cough, Your Majesty, I have come up with a solution!

Hahaha, Your Majesty, I have found a solution! "

(End of this chapter)